Chapter 45 What do you say about your mother?
She remembered that in her previous life, she had been making clothes until she was in her nineties. Counting from now, there were still more than ten years left.
These ten or so years were enough for Sister Yang Caiyun to accumulate a certain amount of wealth.
Of course, making clothes is only temporary, and she will find better jobs for them after a while.
Actually, Xia Jing is a person with some brains, but not much.
She thought of new and novel ideas to attract customers, but she didn't pay attention to what time it was!
At that time, everyone’s ideas were relatively conservative, and people simply could not accept those strange and weird clothes!
She wanted to show everyone what she thought were beautiful clothes, it would be strange if she didn't get beaten!
"Liangliang, I heard that Xia Jing bought some more cloth. I guess she wants to make clothes and take them to the supply and marketing cooperative. She also wants to take over the work of the supply and marketing cooperative!"
Yang Caiyun told her what she had heard, and Xia Liang raised her eyebrows: "Sister Caiyun, are you scared?"
Yang Caiyun shook her head: "I'm not afraid. Now I can only make one set of clothes in a day, which is not very fast! When I become proficient and my speed increases, if there are not enough clothes in our town, I will go to other towns to have a look!"
Xia Liang nodded. The distance between the two towns was not very far. If you ride a bike, you can get there in less than an hour. Her family has bicycles, so it is very convenient to go out.
"Okay, make these clothes first!"
Xia Liang saw the fine stitches. Some people really rely on talent, like Yang Caiyun. She didn't teach her alone. She usually just watched from the side. How long has it been? She has learned it well.
Look at Xia Jing again... She had taught her everything in detail, but Xia Jing just didn't appreciate it at all.
"Sister Caiyun, if Xia Jing is competing with you on price, you don't have to lower the price too much. Quality is king. Some people may care about a dollar or two, but more people still want nice-looking clothes!"
Yang Caiyun nodded, and Xia Liang didn't say much. She was a little tired now, so she wanted to go back and lie down for a while.
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It was already afternoon when Xia Jing and the other two returned home. They couldn't find a bicycle, so they had to walk to the town and then take a bus back.
It was a good thing they went there early, otherwise there would be no cars left.
Meng Xiaoxiao was extremely tired. She was in the weakest physical condition to begin with, and after walking for such a long time and taking the bus, she almost fainted from exhaustion.
Xia Jing's family lived in a building, about 50 square meters in total, with very small rooms, a two-bedroom, one-living room. Usually, Xia's mother and her family lived in one room, Xia Hongshun was the son and lived alone in another room, and the two daughters lived in a bed on the balcony.
Seeing Xia Jing and the others coming over, Xia's mother did not feel guilty.
From a distance, they could smell a strong meaty aroma in the house. Xia Jing's face changed, "Mom, Xiaoxiao lost a hundred yuan over there. Did you bring it back?"
"What are you talking about, you stupid girl? How could I possibly take Xiaoxiao's money?"
"Where did you get the money to buy meat?"
Hearing this, Xia Hongshun immediately became unhappy: "Second sister, what do you mean by that? Our mother finally came back, what's wrong with me buying her some meat?"
"Where's Xiaoxiao's hundred yuan?"
Xia Jing didn't bother to care about her unruly brother. She urgently needed to get the hundred yuan.
"And my clothes and snacks! My clothes were newly made and cost me more than two hundred yuan in total."
Hearing that those clothes were worth more than two hundred yuan, Xia's mother's mouth twitched. She just wanted to sell them as soon as possible, so she sold them at a low price.
"Xiaoxiao, I was nice to you before, how can you slander me like that?"
Xia's mother did not admit that she took the things, and no one saw her leave. Could Xia Jing and Meng Xiaoxiao still accuse her?
"Auntie, are you sure you didn't take those clothes and money?"
Seeing that even at this point, Mother Xia still refused to admit it, Meng Xiaoxiao also got a little angry: "Are you sure you didn't take it?"
Seeing that Xia's mother nodded embarrassedly, she asked again.
"Oh, Xiaoxiao, do you think your aunt is such a person? How could I possibly take your things?"
"Then why did you run back home without even saying hello?"
Meng Xiaoxiao sneered. This Xia's mother is really...
"I miss my man and my son. What's wrong? Xiaoxiao, we can't wrongly accuse people. I'm not that kind of person!"
"Haha..." Meng Xiaoxiao was so angry that she laughed: "Okay, since you said you didn't take my money, then I'll call the police directly! The clothes are worth at least two hundred yuan, plus one hundred yuan in cash, not to mention the snacks, the total is at least three hundred yuan, which is not a small amount."
"I believe they will investigate it thoroughly!"
Hearing that Meng Xiaoxiao was going to call the police, Xia's mother was so scared that she almost stumbled and fell. She had just come out of there, and she didn't want to spend a single day of her time there.
There is always endless work to do every day, and the food is not oily at all. Sometimes I can't even eat enough.
She lost dozens of pounds during the time she was in there!
"It's just some rags and some money, is there any need to call the police?"
Mother Xia's voice was a little low. Seeing her like this, what else could people not understand?
"Mom, how could you do this? Meng Xiaoxiao is a guest in our house, how could you steal her things?"
Xia Jing was heartbroken. She hated her mother. Not only did she not help her on a regular basis, but she also always held her back!
She was just about to cling to Meng Xiaoxiao's lap, but her mother did this to her again!
What if Meng Xiaoxiao sold the sewing machine in a fit of anger? How would she make money?
With a "slap", a slap landed on Xia Jing's face.
"You silly girl, what are you saying about your mother?"
"What evidence do you have to prove that I took the money and the things? How could I have given birth to a scoundrel like you?"
Xia Jing was beaten so hard that her eyes were dizzy. Seeing that her mother still refused to repent at this point, Xia Jing hung her head helplessly, too lazy to continue to make excuses: "Xiaoxiao, I don't care about this matter, just deal with it however you want!"
Zhou Hao stood behind, not saying a word, his lips just pursed.
Look at the shameless look of Xia's mother, and that brother-in-law, and Xia's father who is standing cowardly on the side and not saying a word.
There is absolutely no way he could be tied to a family like this!
He was sure that if he continued to stay with Xia Jing, these people would hold on to him and bite him hard, making it impossible to get rid of them.
"I... Jingjing, how can I say that I am also yours? How can you?"